"Your birthright?" said Tedros sympathetically. "Yeah. Mine too. But you're illegitimate, and I'm Evil, so they had a little competition to pick which of us should sit on the throne-- even though in ordinary circumstances, neither of us would have been allowed to. And I don't know whether you remember, but you surrendered when you realised you had no claim." "I wish I hadn't." "A shame, because it was the most noble thing you've ever done." -- sequel oneshot to 'the otherness came', set six months after. agatha, rhian and tedros grapple with the aftermath.